You said, "We should look out further," I guess it wouldn't hurt us We don't have to be around all these coffee shops Now we've got that percolator, never made a latte greater I'm saving twenty-three dollars a week We drive to a house in Preston, we see police arresting A man with his hand in a bag How's that for first impressions? This place seems depressing It's a Californian bungalow in a cul-de-sac It's got a lovely garden, a garage for two cars to park in Or a lot of room for storage if you've just got one And it's going pretty cheap you say, well it's a deceased estate Aren't the pressed metal ceilings great? Then I see the handrail in the shower, a collection of those canisters for coffee tea and flour And a photo of a young man in a van in Vietnam And I can't think of floorboards anymore, whether the front room faces south or north And I wonder what she bought it for If you've got a spare half a million You could knock it down and start rebuildin' If you've got a spare half a million You could knock it down and start rebuildin' If you've got a spare half a million You could knock it down and start rebuildin' If you've got a spare half a million You could knock it down and start rebuildin'